Ramon's POV
I froze, every muscle coiled, as the shadow stepped fully into view. My eyes widened slightly when I recognized him; Elder Jared.
I told Talia to remain where she was while I talked to him.
"Ramon," he said, his voice low, carrying urgency and unease. "I was told you'd be here."
I nodded cautiously. "I am. What's wrong?"
Jared glanced around briefly, his eyes flicking to the trees as if expecting someone, or something, to emerge from them. "I've decided I won't speak further in the council meeting. Some elders there... they cannot be trusted. You need to know this."
My brow furrowed. "Explain."
He exhaled, voice tense. "I went to see the rogue we captured. Zara's people... they're not just seeking revenge. They're rallying other wolves to attack us. They wanted you dead already, but now... now that you've taken a mate, the urgency is greater. Both you and Talia are targets."
My chest tightened. The words confirmed every instinct I'd been trying to suppress.
Jared continued, lowering his voice further. "You cannot trust anyone blindly. Not the council. Not your guards. Not even those who seem loyal. This war... it's not just about territory. It's about your life, your pack, and the mate you've chosen.
Everything you care about is at risk."
I swallowed hard, gripping the trunk of the tree beside me. "And Talia?" I asked, my voice low but steady. "She doesn't even know half of this yet. How do I...?"
"You'll protect her," Jared interrupted, eyes sharp. "But you must be strategic. Keep her close, train her, and keep your enemies guessing. Don't let anyone see her as weak. And trust no one you can't verify."
I nodded slowly, the weight of responsibility settling on my shoulders like a physical burden.
Jared gave me a final, sharp glance.
"That's all I can say. Be careful, Alpha. And... be ready for everything."
Before I could ask more, he turned and vanished between the trees, silent and purposeful as he had appeared.
I remained still for a long moment, letting the tension drain into the forest around me. My senses were screaming now, every rustle of leaves, every whisper of wind, every flicker of shadow a potential threat.
And at the center of it all was Talia. My mate.
I took a deep breath, letting the forest fill my lungs, my mind racing through strategies. I had to act. I couldn't wait for the council, couldn't rely on anyone but myself.
And I couldn't let her see the full weight of what was coming, not yet.
Not while I still had the chance to protect her.
Because the moment our enemies knew the truth, nothing, not walls, not guards, not promises, would be enough to keep her safe.
I glanced at Talia, standing nearby, unaware of the danger creeping closer with every heartbeat.
She was beautiful. She was fierce. And she was mine.
And I would not let anyone take her, not now, not ever.
TALIA'S POV
I didn't even understand a word of what Elder Jared said.
"If I'm such a danger to you, why can't you just let me go?" I asked, frustration and fear mingling in my chest.
Ramon faced me, surprise flashing across his features.
"It's my understanding," I said slowly, "that the danger intensified the moment I met you. So why not just let me go?"
"I can't", he said.
"Why not?" I pressed. "Is it the bond?"
Can't it be broken?" My voice cracked. "People break bonds all the time."
"It's not as easy as you think," he said softly.
"Please... explain it to me," I whispered, feeling his presence so close that my heart raced.
His hands lifted, gently holding my face.
His gaze was intense, his scent enveloping me. I felt an irresistible pull toward him.
Without a word, our eyes locked, and I felt a spark, a connection that left me dizzy.
He leaned in, brushing his lips against mine,softly at first, testing, teasing.
Our closeness made the world fall away. I wrapped my arms around him, letting him pull me nearer, our foreheads touching, breaths mingling.
He kissed me slowly, as if he had all the time in the world
His hands wrapped around my back pulling me close
I wrapped my hands on his hair willing him to come closer.
Too bad we were in the forest.
Slowly, he laid me down while we still locked lips.
His lips on my neck, kissing, teasing, tantalizing.
His hands gently unbottoning my shirt
I arched myself closer to him, his hands wrapped my breast, teasing my nipples, I let out a soft sigh.
Then his mouth, hot and ready claimed my hard nipples, circling it.
The feeling was out of this world, my arms were wrapped around him in reckless abandon.
Then his mouth moved to my second nipple, it was glorious.
I didn't want him to stop.
I used my hands to trace his chest, so hairy,hard and muscular.
His mouth came back to claim my lips while one hand cupped my bare breast.
Then he stopped.
Fuck.
He paused, searching my eyes, his hands still holding me gently.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice low and sincere.
I swallowed, my heart pounding, knowing that whatever came next, nothing could break the tension between us.
The forest around us was silent, but inside, the storm of emotions was roaring.
And in that moment, I realized, some bonds weren't meant to be broken.
